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LittleEinstein has begun a new career. No, it is not following in the footsteps of Robin Williams, Jim Carey, or Chris Rock; but I’m thinkin’ that day is coming all too soon. Today’s career choice is baseball. Okay, really it is teeball since he isn’t even in kindergarten yet. Though ya might think it a snore, there are some funny things to be said for teeballers. Among the highlights of my first ever teeballmama experience is watching LittleEinstein doing some sort of disco, shake your booty, silliness on the field while he is supposed to be catching the ball. Wait there’s more: he ran off to first base! Yeah right? Wrong. The 1st base plate was on an adjacent baseball field to our small area of sod between the other actual fields. Then at about 3/4 of the way through practice LittleEinstein had to go potty. Of course he did. There were no available restrooms anywhere near us and all the other mommies suggested that since “at least he was a boy he could easily pee in the bushes!” There were no bushes anywhere near us either. The only plant-like species was a new meristem of a tree that in reality resembled a dried stick in the wind. That locale seeming like our best choice was our destination. And LittleEinstein is so fabu he reminded me that “it is not polite to pee on the playground, mama!” Of course. So there he is droppin trou’ facing oncoming traffic on a busy rushhour street because he didn’t want his new friends to see what he was doing! I’m trying to block the vantage of speeding drivers, but he keeps moving around me thinking I am trying to hide him from his teammate’s view! Then there are the interesting dynamics on the team already in motion. About half of the team arrived together with a group of orthodox jewish mommies and siblings in tow. The other half of the team was decidely not jewish and intentionally went out of their way to introduce themselves to BigShot and myself. I was a touch on the dubious side about this whole teeball thing because of the snarkyness of baseball parents we incurred when TeenPrince played. My negative tendencies were not assuaged when I recieved the first email from our new coach. Though she is a woman, she was a tad bit too perky for my liking. Turns out she’s really good, and might actually teach these boys to play some ball afterall. We’ll see how the adults learn to play with others too. It’s going to be an interesting season for sure!